May 1, 2011
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The Lamb's Book of Life
The Lamb of God has in a book
The names of those with life.
Twas written ere the world was made
Tis the Lamb's book of life.
He knew the names of all His own
For them He came to die.
He shed His blood for all their sin,
The Just to justify.
These had no hope and without God
Are saved by His rich grace.
Their kingdom is His kingdom now,
In Christ reserved a place.
The preaching of the Gospel calls
To bring them life and faith.
For in the book of life there's hope
For sinners to be saved.
They're even written on His hand.
Their name He'll not blot out.
Already in the heavenlies,
There none to be cast out.
Christ loved His own unto the end.
Their way to Him is sure.
Their Sovereign God be magnified.
He's Light and Life and Pure.
By Gary Spreacker
(Tune: ‘My Faith Has found a Resting Place’, Pg.228)
GOD IN HANDCUFFS
He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh
Psalm 2:4
I heard one of the profane women “preachers” on television make this remark: “We have God in handcuffs. I have the keys to let him loose, and I will give you the keys tonight.” Surely she is a spiritual lunatic. But that is the belief of most religion today. I think the Lord of all creation must laugh at such absurdity. Here are some words of A.W. Pink:
“The god of this twentieth century no more resembles the Supreme Sovereign of Holy Writ than does the dim flickering of a candle the glory of the midday sun. The god who is now talked about in the average pulpit, spoken of in the ordinary Sunday School, mentioned in much of the religious literature of the day, and preached in most of the so-called Bible conferences is the figment of human imagination, an invention of maudlin sentimentality. The heathen outside of the pale of Christendom form gods out of wood and stone, while the millions of heathen inside Christendom manufacture a god out of their own carnal mind. In reality, they are but atheists, for there is no other possible alternative between an absolutely supreme God and no God at all. A god whose will is resisted, whose designs are frustrated, whose purpose is checkmated, possesses no title to Deity, and so far from being a fit object of worship, merits naught but contempt.
Were all the denizens of heaven and all the inhabitants of the earth to combine in revolt against the Most High, it would occasion Him no uneasiness, and would have less effect upon His eternal and unassailable Throne than has the spray of Mediterranean’s waves upon the towering rocks of Gibraltar. So puerile and powerless is the creature to affect Almighty God that the Scripture itself tells us that when the Gentile heads unite with apostate Israel to defy Jehovah and His Christ, He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh.”
- Pastor Jack Shanks
There are many ways to waste precious time other than by evil living. There are:
- books not worth reading - television not worth watching
- thoughts not worth thinking - places not worth going
- games not worth playing - buildings not worth building
- wars not worth fighting - victories not worth winning
- friends not worth making - songs not worth singing
- appointments not worth keeping - pain not worth causing
- enemies not worth hating - prayers not worth praying
- sermons not worth preaching - lessons not worth learning.
Thank God for eternity!
- Scott Richardson
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HIS HEAVEN MINE; MY HELL HIS!
It is astonishing that I should so be one with Christ, that all that He is becomes mine; and all that I am becomes His!
His glory mine; my humiliation His!
His righteousness mine; my guilt His!
His joy mine; my sorrow His!
His riches mine; my poverty His!
His life mine; my death His!
His heaven mine; my hell His!
The daily walk of faith is a continuous development of the wonders of this wondrous truth. That in traveling to Him empty; I should return from Him full. That in going to Him weak; I should come away from Him strong. That in bending my steps to Him in all darkness, perplexity, and grief; I should retrace them all light, and joy, and gladness.
- Octavius Winslow
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